She had already pretty much known Shinji was crying, sure, but actually seeing it so clearly now sent a fresh ache through her chest. His other hand would also receive a warm squeeze as she took it, and she wouldn't let go until they'd made it to bed.

Here, she would just pull the covers down before she climbed in and scooted over to the far side, tired enough that she couldn't even feel too anxious about the arrangements. It was indeed amazingly soft on her exhausted limbs, and appeared to be at least technically big enough to fit the three of them. What more could anyone want.